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Thursday, 2 September 2010
She is like a cat in the dark, and then she is the darkness.
She stops to try and remember old routes, following the crack in the wall to where it meets the green and then she runs.
Walking alongside her you know her well but she still tries to hide. Under layers of black you begin to lose sight of her until she's gone.
Now you're lost.
We've been here before, but this time, its just me.
you and me
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